As much as his departed partners Nesuhi and Ahmet Ertegun did, the journalist turned entrepreneur/producer transformed modern American music. A few things he had his hand in: Ray Charles. I Never Loved A Man The Way I Love You. Dusty in Memphis. Wilson Pickett. Led Zeppelin. Slow Train Coming. Yeah, you heard me, Slow Train Coming. And so much more.
It was said that he had an ego, and an attitude, that was as big as his ear. (There’s some corroborative evidence for this theory in his feisty, unapologetic memoir Rhythm And The Blues.) To hell with it. That was some big ear. And it was also said that he had a big heart. How could he not, with that ear?
Back in the day, I was friendly with his son Paul, who was a good egg (and who also produced Tin Huey’s spectacular debut album), and who I regret having lost touch with. I send my condolences to him and the rest of the Wexler family.
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